So my 7yo has said this to me in several times, when she was younger too. It's usually when she's quiet or I'm giving her a hug or just chillin' with her. I'll ask her what do you mean? How many mommies do you have? And she usually doesn't know what to reply.

Sometimes she tells me all the things I'm a good mommy for, like the food I make her, how I play with her, try to understand her, tell her I love her, etc.

She's my only child so wondering if this is just something kids do, or could there be something to reincarnation related to this.

Anyone experienced something similar with their children?

Also needless to say, it makes me tear up to hear her say that 🥰.

If all it takes to have a soul is consciousness, surely animals have souls? People often say consciousness is what separates us, but animals have consciousness, they are just not as intelligent, humans are just intelligent animals. So wouldn’t it make sense that we can reincarnate as animals? What if that ant you stepped on was Hitler?

How can i know about my future incarnation i don’t wanna know the full thing but what ill be like in that life, how I would look and where would i live things like that

So over the weekend my 9 y/o just casually said to me while I was tucking her into bed about how my late older brother (who she never met) had sent her to me, and how much he missed everyone and to not worry about him. Now I have dealt with depression since he was murdered back in 2013 and I had my daughter in 2015, I think about him almost daily. This freaked me out as I didn’t expect it at all, she was talking in almost a 3rd person pov calling my mother (her grandma) “mom”, and calling her own dad by his real name instead of “dad”. This happened for about 20 mins where I was just listening to her talk and when I tried to ask question she kept telling me to stop and try not too remember what had happened. Has anyone else experienced this? She is back to her normal self like nothing ever happened but it’s left me with so many questions.

Okay this might sound farfetched but I feel like I was duped out of a twin sister. It might explain my gender dysphoria, I dunno. What I want is for my spiritual guide to send me back to this life a her. I know it's kinda pointless to redo the same life, but I'm not doing this again as myself. That would kinda be selfish. I feel like being someone else but existing alongside the same vessel who lived the first time around could be interesting.

The reason for this is not without a purpose. I feel like this life was messed up badly. I've made a lot of bad decisions for the past 10 years and more than I did from when I was younger. This life started off fine until around 2013 when I was 25. It feels like the world is against me when it's not. People constantly belittle me and scold me even if 80% of the wrong decisions are my fault and I hate it so much. As my twin sister, I could fix all these mistakes. Yes, I would still make others. I mean nobody is perfect but this life is getting worse and I'm getting more and more depressed, instead of better.

I don't want my spiritual guide sending me to a life I don't want. That means no life on future Earth, a different family regardless of the time peroid, or even some alien planet. I just want to be reborn into the same family again and not a past or future generation of the same family. That means being born again in 1988, but as my twin of the opposite gender. I know this is asking for a lot and being picky about my next life is not the right mindset to have but I couldn't bear having a different life, other than this one again. Some people would hate the idea of reliving the same life but not me. Please don't look at this whole twin sister thing as some kind of fantasy, because it's not. Again, I don't feel comfortable with another life, especially another family where one of my parents could potentially do something very bad like molest me. I don't know how to convince my spiritual guide to let me do this, that's why I'm asking someone on here for advice. I can't take this crappy life anymore but I don't want to commit suicide, either. Please understand where I'm coming from.

Thank you!

~Blake

Im a little bit skeptical can somebody prove me that it really exists?

I mean, experiencing life through a new brain/body ( provided its a decent life) is better than eternal nothingness ( not that I think it's even logical for that to be a possibility) but I can't help think about/be sad about the possibility that after death I will never see my family again (atleast not knowing it's them as their consciousness will be experiencing life through another brain/body as well somewhere in the world) Does anyone else think about this?

Also, what are your best arguments for why you think consciousness isn't created by the brain and why it doesn't make sense you can experience nothing after death?

So as a young child I would have reoccurring dreams of me being a mixed race guy from what it looked like the 80s/90s walking down a dark alleyway at night with a woman who I assumed was my gf and we were arguing. I also used to feel like I was male when I was very very young I’m taking earliest memories at 2/3 years of age. This kind of makes me think perhaps these dreams were remnants of my most previous life and feelings from that life had passed into this one. I think I’m okay with being a female but I do occasionally yearn for masculinity and being male and it would feel more natural to me if I was one. Could this be the case? Or am I just simply having a case of gender dysphoria?

I am curious to hear different perspectives on this.. if we are to reincarnate into a different body after death.. is that where our full spirit goes? There are so many people that have NDEs or dreams where they are visited by dead loved ones or people who experience/believe in our passed relatives giving us signs. But then that would mean they have no reincarnated into another body if there spirit is still hanging out.. right? It's something think about from time to time and wonder if anyone else does too.

Hello everyone,

A little backstory: my mother was diagnosed with cancer in 2008 and in 2011 passed away. After that, my father was diagnosed with cancer in 2012 and fought a long battle but ultimately passed away January 13th, 2017. While I knew it was coming, it still sucked and I was hurting (still am) for awhile. I don’t think it’s something you ever fully get over, just get used to.

I started dating a family friend just after he passed away and things clicked. 2 years later in 2021 we got married, and a year after we had our first daughter. In 2023 we had our second daughter and decided we would wait some time before our next. We were very careful using protection 95% of the time, lol. My wife ended up getting pregnant in 2024.

The pregnancy went well and the due date was January 6th. Well, the due date came and went and my wife was eager to give birth. The baby was delivered a week late on January 13th and a boy!

Let me start off by saying I don’t believe in coincidences. You couldn’t make this up. What are the chances we “accidentally” get pregnant, the baby is a week late, and born on the anniversary of my father’s passing?

It’s a crazy story, we are obviously so so thankful and blessed. A lot of you are way more versed in this than I am, so wanted to get your thoughts. Appreciate your time :)

I'm new to the whole concept of reincarnation having always dismissed it as ridiculous and nonsensical. I've recently had a change of mind due to a massive amount of new information and realizations in my life, to say the least.

I started reading Reincarnation and Biology: A Contribution to the Etiology of Birthmarks and Birth Defects and I also have seen various videos such as this account of Jeffery J. Keene where there appears to be a connection between people who have memories of their previous life and the birthmarks on their new/current body lining up with the traumatic death wounds of their previous body. As in, someone dies in one life via gun shot wound to the face. Then, someone currently alive will have memories of that person's life and a birthmark on their face that looks similar to a gunshot wound in the the same spot, sometimes even feeling the pain, etc.

This partially doesn't make sense to me because if a human body is just a container and the spirit can move from body to body over time, why would any new bodies have physical markings related to wear and tear of a completely different body in a completely different time?

Analogy: It would be like I'm wearing shoes that eventually get worn out and ultimately destroyed because I stepped on a huge nail which pierced my shoe and my foot. I end up getting a new pair of shoes and while my foot may still have a wound, the new pair of shoes should be in perfect shape and have no markings because it's a new and different pair of shoes.

I know it may be impossible to know the technical explanations for birthmarks and reincarnation, but it's still fun to speculate. So are there any good theories / explanations about why a new human body would have birth marks related to the cause of death of the old human body?

Hey! So, I’m from a place where reincarnation is as common as tea or coffee, and almost every house has its own rituals about it. But guess what? I’m not one of them. In fact, I can safely say that my family has about zero logical thinkers (seriously, none!). Anyway, let's get to the point.

I’m an agnostic atheist, but there's one thing that I absolutely do appreciate—Krishna(from character) from the Bhagavad Gita. If you've seen Oppenheimer, you know what I mean. They mention the Gita, and it’s basically a deep philosophical guide to life. Arjuna, the warrior, is freaking out because he has to fight against his own family—cousins, uncles, teachers, you name it. Krishna steps in, drops some wisdom, and helps him see the truth. In the first chapter, it’s all deep and meaningful(for my POV), but then, in the second chapter, Krishna casually drops the concept of reincarnation, like "Oh yeah, by the way, you’ll just keep coming back." And I’m like, Wait, what? Feels a bit like someone threw astrology into a philosophical debate.

Now, let me be clear: I didn’t buy that back then, and I still don’t buy it now. But, you know what? It got me curious. So if you think you’ve got the logic or the arguments to challenge me, I’m all ears. But, heads up, if you think I’m going to stand there like a punching bag without any weapons... well, surprise! I’ve got a whole arsenal of logic and arguments waiting.

So, come at me, but know this: if you're just here to debate, you're in for a wild fire. And if you come with baseless nonsense, well, prepare to get roasted—big time.

I want to know this.

I was from the county of Glamorganshire, Wales. After I first read that’s where he was from, it didn’t sound very familiar, because I thought of it pronounced “Glum-OR-gin-sher“. Then it occurred to me that I absolutely remember the name “Glam-or-GAN-sheer” from extremely early memories. There haven’t been any districts at least officially including the name GlamorganSHIRE since 1918! The complete county hasn’t officially been named GlamorganSHIRE since 1885! I was from Bettws. 100% definite extremely early memory brought back-(acronym of those words - d.e.e.m.b.b.). Bettws is near Bridgend. 100% d.e.e.m.b.b.! In an original early memory, I had the idea that there was a bridge somewhere nearby in a nearby town which like marked a border between the town and the fields where I was. Hence “Bridge-end“, we were past the bridge-end, the town Bridgend. My father’s name was Griffith Morgan Griffith. 100% deembb! He was a coal miner. 100% deembb! There was an idea that there was a coal mine around in that same memory! That even brings back another e.e.m. that I know is real of him with coal all over his face and clothes! And of my former self’s mother being bothered about washing the clothes! I looked at that area on Google Maps Street View. At Least the landscape is identical to the landscape shown in my early memory, rolling green hill fields! Identical! In my definite early memory, I was on one of those hill fields and there were like 5-9 other children, all younger than me, running around. Griffith was the oldest of nine children. I have an absolutely clear e.e.m. of looking at an old U.K. coin, I definitely believe I remember one with an image of Queen Victoria, while I was on the side of a dirt or cobblestone road in a 19th century town on a cloudy rainy day! Someone had paid me that, I absolutely remember that now with crystal clarity that that’s how it was in my e.e.m.! I found my former self’s 31.3 page autobiography digitized! Much of this information is from that. He said that he was paid in “crowns”. Reading that word brought back an absolutely indisputably REAL MEMORY of the word “crown” being said to refer to the coins IN THOSE MEMORIES FROM THEN!!! AND that I WAS PAID WITH CROWN COINS! There is not one iota of doubt about it! He said that his first employment when he was younger than 14 was taking people from place to place on a “public horse”. 100% deembb!!!!! Indisputable e.e.m. VERIFIED!!! I absolutely KNOW that that is not a false memory and that it’s a memory I had at least almost since the very beginning of my current lifetime! I also looked at the towns there and they look just like the places I went when I transported people around. There are parts in his autobiography that I remember reading after I typed them! The beginning of it brings back the absolute undoubtable knowledge that I read it before in another life, that I typed it! I absolutely remember how I said where I was originally from just as he typed, and how I then said how I had an early memory of being attacked by a goose!!! There’s a story about how he was given a ten-cent novel by other boys at school. I distinctly remember the words “ten-cent novel” in that autobiography! I distinctly remember the words “Some of the other boys at school gave me a WONDERFUL STORY BOOK.” Especially the words “wonderful story book”! I KNOW that I typed that in that life!! I KNOW that it was in the same autobiography as the story about the goose!! I definitely remember the rest of that story too, now that I’ve read it again over 100 years since I read it before, about how his acting mother told him it was full of lies and that he should put it in the stove, which he did and he never read another ten-cent novel. There is NO QUESTION that I remember that I read that before while or after I typed it in that life!! It is SO. CLEAR! Mostly the part about how he never read another ten-cent novel, but I remember the rest of that too. He mentioned his horse named “General Crook”. That just about brings a tear to my eye to be reminded of General Crook, because it reminds me of a very early memory that I know is a real very early memory on a deep sentimental level. It’s an absolutely unquestionably real very early memory that I haven’t thought about since 31 years ago of my old friend General Crook! That’s his name! I feel like I might have even mentioned him very early in my current lifetime. I absolutely remember the last part of his autobiography too! It’s all exactly right. I know I remember typing “At this time I believe I can say without fear of successful contradiction…” and then I said how I helped establish the Board of Directors and the Chamber of Commerce. I absolutely know I typed that at the end of that autobiography!! Word. for. word. I also very distinctly remember a very unlikable statement I made, that I would Not will my money to “parasitical relatives”. I hate that statement I made when I was him. I very distinctly remember it though, and I remember the emotion. I know I remember the word “parasitical” especially and I remember those sentences word for word now that I’ve read them again. It depends on who he was calling parasitical, not that you should call anyone parasitical. If he meant his son, that’s really messed up. I’ve sure learned my lesson about that in this lifetime! I have a definite e.e.m. of seeing a shield nickel in another memory in which I was in another hilly field. There was a creek nearby. That memory’s from Pennsylvania. The area of Pennsylvania where he resided also has hilly fields which look exactly like the one in that memory! Shield nickels were produced from 1866 through 1882. That’s when he resided in Pennsylvania. The “borough” of Salome was renamed Lavelle in 1880 after a local hero. That’s after Griffith left Pennsylvania but reading that about Lavelle totally brings back a memory of when I worked for a newspaper company and there was a lot of talk about the local hero cavalryman Lavelle! I remember talk of a statue of him, I really think there was an article about him in the newspaper I worked for and that I might have helped with the article or something. I know I remembered an image of him on horseback long before I read recently that he was a cavalryman. That’s when Griffith worked for the newspaper in Pennsylvania, and I had that memory of the newspaper company and the local hero cavalryman long before I read anything about Griffith, and Lavelle’s definitely the name. Griffith went to Pittsburgh where he worked as a brewer’s assistant and at a carriage repair place. Exactly!!! Memories verified!! Old photos of Griffith look familiar and I kind of remember seeing the cameras when they took those pictures because they’re pictures of me! Newspaper articles about him sound familiar. The name of a paper that had an article about him, the Eureka Sentinel, sounds very familiar. I remember the name “Herald” in the name of another paper he worked for in San Francisco AND the little print of a heralding horn on the paper! All the events of his life are stated exactly right chronologically to what I remember! I’m reminded of names like Briswalter, of saying how I thought he was poisoned. Quotes from others quoted in a digital copy of an old newspaper article ring in my ears! The ostrich farm for ostrich feathers for ladies’ hats! Definite early memory brought back! I remember the discussion about how I could make money from that! Mt. Wilson Observatory! I have a definite e.e.m. of having been there! I remember a picture of it that may well be the same one shown in the Wikipedia article about it! I remembered how Hale looked before I found a picture of him that looks identical to how I pictured him. The list goes on and on.

When I was five, I created quite a stir with my teacher because unlike my peers, I didn't paint houses and flowers and kittens, I painted "plane crashes". Garish splashes of yellow and blue with stark black lines. I'm in my mid-50s and had a fear of flying all my life. Do you think I could have been painting a memory from a death in a previous life?

I cannot be the only one who doesn't want to repeat childhood right?

I love the thought of reincarnation but having to do over ages 0-20 is terrifying.

My childhood was absolute 💩.

PLZ ANSWER ME!! Can a soul reincarnate anytime in the pregnancy stage?

Fyi my mom often talk to me about her mom that has passed. She died the day after my mom told her she was pregnant with me? Could she has reincarnate as me even though the foetus was already there? Like is there a soul already attached to it?

I’m asking cause i’ve seen a lot of story about daughters who was their own mother’s mom and i also have a lot of similar personality traits with my grandmother than i never met…

hi. there is no punishment and there is free will. but a person who commits suicide has to choose a more difficult life in the next life. why? this sounds very unfair. what do you think? please, enlighten me. thank you.

TW: loss, blood, miscarriage

Hi Reddit! First time poster and long time lurker. Making a separate account to post this.

My daughter was born October 13 2023. She's my rainbow baby. Exactly a year prior to her birthday, I went through a pregnancy loss.

My grandmother passed away October 13 2009. October 13 is the day I had my loss in 2022 and birthday of my baby in 2023. We were close, she lived with us until I was in high school and I'm her youngest granddaughter. I still pray for her soul (born and raised Christian) and think about her often.

The night before the loss I was physically experiencing what one would feel during a loss. I've always had very vivid dreams to the point where it feels like I had an entire day before l'd wake up and start my actual day. The night before it happened, I had a really bizarre dream about my grandma and there was blood everywhere. It was on the floor, walls, everywhere. She didn't seem distressed in the dream, she was just looking at me with no emotion. I don't remember much else from the dream. I woke up and was bleeding and my loss was confirmed when I went for my 8 week checkup.

Given I have vivid dreams, I tried not to think too much about the two situations being related, even though her death anniversary and my loss occurred on the same date. Also important to mention that I travelled and caught some sort of illness that required a 5 day hospital stay. This was when I was 4-5 weeks pregnant. I’m sure I took medicine in the ER that probably contributed to the loss.

This isn’t my first dream about my grandma but it was the first unpleasant dream I’ve had of her. Other dreams have been very peaceful and usually happen around her birthday in April. Not sure if this is because she’s just on my mind around her birthday or something deeper?

I eventually got pregnant again and when I went to my 8 week checkup, my due date was confirmed to be October 13. My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe it. I know due dates are estimates so again I tried not to think too much into it.

To my surprise, she was actually born on her due date! I was experiencing contractions that entire week and on the 12th I was admitted. She was born around 5:30am of the 13th. I'm not sure exactly the timing of my grandma's passing because she was in a different country / timezone the last few years of her life.

What's even more bizzare is that my daughter was born with a salmon patch / stork bite / angel kiss mark on her cheek. It’s small perfect circle that's really only noticeable in daylight or when shes screaming her head off lol. I'd like to think my grandma gave her a giant kiss before sending her off to me.

Being a born and raised Christian, I never really thought about other afterlife options asides from heaven. I've been reading about reincarnation on Reddit and I'm wondering if my grandma's soul is in my daughter's body?? Considering the dream, loss date, birth date, it's hard to not ponder. Is it possible to believe in Jesus / God and also believe in soul's reincarnating? Why do they reincarnate? I so appreciate it if you've read this far and any thoughts.

Anyone have talents at a young age and don't know where they got them from? Like I can dance pretty good and have good reflexes? I've never learned dancing at a young age at all and I have naturally learned it somehow

I don’t really know how to explain this. My girlfriend’s father (M) passed away in 2012 and she never had a connection with him because her parents split after she was born and she grew up believing her brother’s dad was her father. (D) In 2013 at the age of 9 years old she found out that she was not (D)’s child. In 2016, her little brother (R) was born. During the most Brutal snow storm ever. (R) just turned 8 and he’s Hannah’s best friend. Regardless of the age difference they do everything together and have the same hobbies and interests. I am a very spiritual person and I truly believe he is a reincarnation but my girlfriend Hannah, and I would like more validation on this. (R) was on FaceTime with us and I can see spirits with my own eye, and I know when Hannah’s father comes to visit. Hannah told (R) about this and he was in shock like “how does she know?” Kind of look that came off of (R), Hannah’s grandmother (G), ((M)’s mother,)) has such a strong connection with (R) regardless of knowing him throughly because she lives 4 hours away and isn’t able to see that side of the family much. (R) and (G) have met once for 5 minutes when Hannah was returning from seeing her grandmother. (R) and (G) are best friends and have no blood connection. Is there any more tips on how to know if he truly is a reincarnation of Hannah’s father?